For some reason I end up viewing past years as Year of…something. For example, 2005 was “The Year I Studied Japanese,” 2004 was “My Year of Shooting” (photos, mind you), 2003 was “The Year I Became a Father” (sub-head: “…and bought a Leica”), 2002 “The Year I Moved to Japan” (sub-head: “…and started a blog”), etcetera. It’s as if nothing else happened in those years but what they’ve become known for in my own mind. In part that is because in fact, not much else did happen. I have such a one-track mind, and am so bad at multi-tasking, that I end up focusing on just one thing to the exclusion of pretty much anything else.
So 2006 has formed itself in my mind as the year I read what for me was a lot of books. Continue reading “2006: A Year of Books (Part One)”
